I think I have around 15 or so sketchbooks, mostly full of inane scribbles at the front, drivel at the back. They are like diaries, I can plot my time through art school, commuting to my first job, girlfriends, children. Sand in the folds of the paper, and salty water mixed in with the watercolour, a scrap(py)book.
Also a place of experimentation, a lot of projects that seemed a good idea at the time, but wouldn’t go any further. Some sketches to cringe at and others that don’t look too bad with time!
Pictured here are some from my current book on the go. The link is to some of my previous editions: